Lyrics:
[Hook]
That ain't telling me, you
Got a perfect shape so won't you turn around, baby
I wanna picture, how you look in the nude
Looking at you, to see
[Hook]
That ain't telling me, you
Got a perfect shape so won't you turn around, baby
I wanna picture, how you look in the nude
Looking at you, to see
Baby telling me you
Got a perfect shape
So won't you turn around baby
I wanna picture how you look in the nude
Looking at you to see if it's true
naked, tortured.
They're all dead; they're all dead.
They're all dead, by strangulation.
I come alive in the darkness.
Left murdered and nameless.
Dead,
This ain't no red flag
Shooters in red rags
Looters in Hermes
Mask on you still see I'm the future
But I had to learn not to judge a man by his past
From the album the hurdy gurdy man
In Tangier down a windy street
Where beggars meet and on old rags do sleep
The women dressed in soiled white
voodoo science
In front of 20 ft. bonfires lookin' skyward
Calculating May 5 2000 the nine planets'll be in alignment
The arrival of the prophet
job
Hot wired a city truck and turned it over in the Mayor's yard
Well, I beat my brother-in law half to death
I lost 20 bucks on his football bet
in the children
Life keep happening
We bout a purse
Main objective
Don't end up on a shirt
Keep perspective
And prepare for the first
Cuz thirty go by
get in between womans
Ill BIll - solo album, how we gon' take it?
Leave you ducktaped and stuck in the Matrix
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
Tell me where
of
The Folk Fantoccini by Vold Book
First published in June of 2021
This new edition presents eighty-five percent
Of the material that came out of the recording
In War and Pieces by Sodom
Only What the Light Allows vocals by Jonathon Zero
Contempt of sanity, a domination of the beast
The end for you and me,
you ain't in the itinerary
I don't know where dudes is buying they jewelry
Why's your ice cream like it's made by Ben & Jerry?
Y'all the type
My limit it's limitless
I say that as my credit card reached its limit, fuck
Wit me, never dealt dimes or nickels, but by 2 quarters my album doing
But I gotta learn in order to teach
Then I gotta burn in order to reach
My niggaz
Yo, I see what I see day by day
Hoping that the Lord will pave
can't compete
Pussy nigga check my physique
I'm a freak, made 3 albums in 6 months
I'm so unique, I'm elite
I'm prestigious, got two hoes in the same
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
i been in the house all night
i don't know nothing bout that shit man
I got the album right here
man send this to em
job
Hot wired a city truck and turned it over in the Mayor's yard
Well, I beat my brother-in law half to death
I lost 20 bucks on his football bet
Four kids dipped in a black hole bath
June 16, Kasso snaps
Off-guard Gary tackled and pinned
Sees Rick pull a knife from his jacket and grin
Raise
off in a spaceship
If I don't get there by June I'm gonna turn into a warship
Take your fucking time with me because I'm fucking done
This is what it
a death they wanted me to die from
The outcome is coming out
To show what they about
Too much clout can only result in too much doubt
I don't give
in Shaolin there was a little angry man named Martin with no friends
He bought a Wu-Tang album off blind and shine but it didn't work cos he still
spinach I'm Popeye
New damn whip and you knowing who its bought by
Real talk fell in love with the city lights
City life
Wake up in the morning with
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